This, to our dorky souls, was really funny. And don't get excited, I am not about to write how this was how we got to the hospital to have Ingrid, because she is still comfortably floating around in my womb. But if I had to go to the hospital, what better way to get there than in the Jambulance?

Quick, call the Party Medics! What really cracked us up (and it doesn't take much these days) was that this was parked in the emergency space outside the building (we won't mention the building's name, it brings us shame to admit where we were on a Friday night without Sebastian).

So, yeah, no Ingrid. My midwife is stumped, she had guessed that Ingrid would have arrived by now but so did everyone else. We went and checked out what was going on inside to make sure she is still healthy and thriving. She is. Plenty of fluid to swim around in. Ten fingers and toes. And huge lips. I know these pictures are a bit blurry and in general looking at ultrasound pictures is like looking at that is it an old woman or a young woman drawing, but I will try to explain. In the top photo she is looking towards us. You can see the top of her head on the right then follow it along the forehead to the cheek to the chin. So once you have that figured out you can identify eyes, nose, and mouth (all in their proper places). The bottom image is a profile and you can see her long nose and again her juicy lips. You know who I think she is going to look like?

This guy.